Rider's Block

Wind speed of 17, gusting to 25. Not exactly howling, but still hard work on a bike. I had a talk with myself about it on the return leg of today's ride. Here's what I said: "Since you choose to be a biker, you need to accept that days like this are just part of the deal. You need to make your peace with the wind. It -- literally -- goes with the territory." (It didn't help.)

 A bench photo from a recent walk with the other Professor.  It's in front of the log house more or less across the street from here.  New owners, new bench.  I think it fits in pretty well.

This dead end road gets a lot of visitors since they surfaced it in asphalt instead of gravel. It was as far as I got today.  I couldn't talk myself into a full length ride (see paragraph 1).  My head gives up before my legs do, every time.